I’ve started painting again… or almost.If you can call “painting” running after a boy with a brush full of acrylic paint in my hand; and check what I’m cooking so the food doesn’t get burned while I’m painting; and play with Feven while in the middle of the job… And so on…Yes, I know [...]

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“I am BlackI am UniqueI am the creamy white frostin vanilla ice creamand the milky smooth brown in a chocolate bar…”From the book Shades of Black - A celebration of our children by Sandra L. Pinkney.
The first days of sunshine have come to Portland and with that the kids went to play outside to enjoy [...]

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Yes, yes, yes!Finally after many weeks of trying but not having the courage to do it, Feven is walking. It took her a long time to gain confidence, and even when she was physically ready to do it, I think she was scared to try more than 5 or 6 steps. But today she decided [...]

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Lately I’ve been reading some blogs of transracial adoptees where they discuss their experiences growing up in white families and in white neighborhoods.Most of them are bitter and are against children raised in transracial families.I wonder how many adopted people feel the same or is that the angry ones are those who make all the [...]

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